Husband With Benefits
Chapter 107: Not Sisters Anymore

Chapter 107: Not Sisters Anymore

Sara’s eyes met Nora’s indifferent ones and her heart clenched. She had no idea how long Nora had witnessed the confrontation, but seeing her now was like a slap to the face. As children, if Nora had even seen her being hurt, she would have charged forward to save her or avenge her.

Sara gave a trembling smile to Nora and turned away quickly. As she did, she felt regret wash over her. The confrontation had left her shaken. She had treated Nora so poorly in the past, driven by her mother’s influence and the desire to avoid her wrath. Now, faced with the consequences of her actions, she couldn’t help but feel remorseful.

Her shoulders sagged, and she walked blindly towards the library, lost in memories of her childhood.

She remembered how close she and Nora had once been, how her sister had always been there to comfort her when she was sad or scared. She had driven Nora away, and she knew that she could not turn back the past.

Suddenly, her vision blurred, and she felt lightheaded. She stopped as darkness spread in front of her eyes, and she felt herself losing consciousness.

Just as she thought she might fall, an arm reached out and steadied her, making herself lean against body. Startled, she looked up to find Nora by her side.

Nora’s concern was evident in her eyes as she held onto Sara’s arm. "Are you okay?" she asked, her voice filled with genuine worry.

Sara managed a weak nod, her voice shaky. "Yeah, I think so. Just... a lot on my mind."

Nora nodded and stepped away, though she kept a gentle grip on Sara’s elbow, "It’s cold out here. Let me buy you some coffee."

Sara hesitated for a moment but then nodded in agreement. Quietly they made their way to the university’s canteen and found a corner to sit. Nora ordered two coffees and soon the sisters were sitting next to each other as they sipped their coffee in awkward silence, the tension between them palpable.

Sara was acutely aware of the awkwardness of the situation. She knew she needed to make amends for her past behavior, but finding the right words was challenging. Finally, she cleared her throat and spoke softly, "Nora, I... I need to apologize."

Nora raised an eyebrow, her expression guarded. "Apologize? For what?"

Sara took a deep breath, her gaze fixed on her coffee cup. "For everything, really. I was terrible to you, and I let Mom’s influence drive a wedge between us. I know I have already explained everything and my reasons for it. But the reasons just do not make my actions valid. But, I’m so sorry for hurting you, Nora. I regret it more than you can imagine."

Nora stared at Sara for a moment, her face unreadable, before she sighed," Sara, what do you expect from me?"

Sara looked up at the question in confusion, unsure what Nora meant.

Seeing her perplexed look, Nora closed her eyes for a moment before saying indifferently," If you are expecting forgiveness, then I have none to give. Since you regret it so much, you can learn to live with it and carry the burden. I have moved on. I know you think that I helped you just now because I am concerned about you. But this help was only to return the favour you did to me for warning me about the stalker. We are even now. Next time, we will not be acknowledging each other at all."

Sara’s heart sank at Nora’s response. She had hoped for forgiveness, but she understood that she might not deserve it. "I understand, Nora. I just wanted you to know how sorry I am."

Nora nodded and stood up, her tone final. "Thank you for your honesty, Sara. I hope you find the peace you’re looking for. Goodbye."

As Nora walked away, tears slipped from her eyes and she wiped at them hurriedly. She had done the right thing. She was not foolish enough to think that Sara had changed. The girl was a master manipulator, and she had no idea what game she was playing just now. But Nora knew she wanted to part in it. To Nora, she had no family in this world anymore.

As she walked down the path, her mind in turmoil, she looked down as her phone started to ring. Raising her eyebrows, she answered the call and whispered quickly," Hello?"

The man who could not speak proper sentences questioned her with a word, "Where?"

"I’ve just left the university canteen and am at the south gate. I’ll be going home now."

"I am waiting at the Southern gate."

A sudden shout pierced the air, yanking Nora’s attention away from her phone. She turned to find Sara sprinting toward her, a look of urgency etched on her face. Perplexed, Nora’s brows furrowed, but before she could utter a word, Sara shouted, "Nora, look behind you! Run!"

Confused and alarmed, Nora swivelled around to face the source of the urgency. Her eyes widened in terror as a massive, ferocious-looking dog, resembling a Tibetan Mastiff, charged toward her with unrestrained intensity. Its fur bristled, and sharp teeth were bared, as it looked ready to attack her, its menacing growls echoing in the air.

Instinct paralyzed her momentarily, but then a surge of determination coursed through her veins. Aware that running might trigger the dog’s hunting instincts, Nora scanned her surroundings for a makeshift weapon.

Spotting a sturdy branch nearby, she snatched it up, desperation replacing fear in her eyes. The makeshift weapon trembled in her hands as she raised it, ready to ward off the approaching threat.

But just as Nora prepared to defend herself, Sara sprang into action. Without a second thought, Sara intercepted, positioning herself between Nora and the ferocious dog. The scene froze in a tense tableau — Sara, defiant and protective, facing the charging canine which looked ready to tear holes into her as she tried to push Nora away, urging her to run.

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